Two nights ago I had to have my dear kitty Grayson put down due to health reasons. Although I only had him 10 months there were only 5 days of those 10 months that the little fuzzball wasn't with me.
I have been crying my eyes out on and off over the last two days and I just want the world to know how much I loved my little monster. Anyone that has lost a constant animal companion has an idea of what I'm going through right now. He was there when I went to sleep and he was usually the first thing I saw when I woke up in the morning. I miss you, you little shit.